Gentlemen – Sex Tape

Merchants on the high-sea of Antipodean negativity and paranoia. Suburban dislocation filtered through corybantic hate. Melbourne’s GENTLEMEN scrawl through 7 tracks of anti-modern thuggery, indebted to a lineage of afflicted Neanderthals. The ugliness of Francis Harold, the nihilism of Flipper, the obnoxious repetition of Stick Men With Ray Guns, masticated and spat-out across dog-eared copies of Meet My Friend Venom. The cult of Gentlemen continues with the re-issue of Sex Tape on Homeless.
Dragged kicking and screaming into higher-fidelity by Mikey Young.

Reviews of Sex Tape

“Being a punk band a couple decades ago must’ve been tough. Being a bummer punk band like Flipper, Stick Men With Rayguns, Drunks With Guns, or feedtime must’ve been even tougher. GENTLEMEN, along with the Lamps, Shaved Women, Francis Harold and the Holograms, Pissed Jeans, Watery Love, and a half-dozen or so others are admirable. They make the kind of ugly, bleak noise rock I need in my life. The kind that’s equally influenced by the aforementioned bands and side two of My War. I couldn’t tell ya exactly why I wanna hear this kind of music, it’s just in my blood. What I do know is that my blood boils every time I hear of a new band creating this raw, uncompromising, completely unmarketable kind of rock’n’roll (a key distinction—this is not just noise). If you put a thermometer under my tongue while I was listening to Sex Tape I surely would’ve shot mercury all over the wall, and that’s not all. Ok, maybe that’s all. Regardless, if the name dropping I did in this stupid review got you excited, you’ll climax your mind over this tape. Someone please press it into vinyl already. Tapes are so 2010.”Your Flesh